Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1260 - Danger
Chapter 1260 – Danger
As soon as Liu Wuxie’s words fell, boundless blade intent swept across heaven and earth. The earth shook and the mountains swayed; everything within several hundred meters vanished, exposing the mottled stone beneath.
“What a powerful strike!” Xiao Luo exclaimed. Having cultivated the Great Asura Sword Art, one of the Heavenly Dragon Sect’s ten supreme arts, Xiao Luo recognized the force behind the blow.
Even Old Blindie hadn’t expected Liu Wuxie to teach Xiao Luo one of the Heavenly Dragon Sect’s ten supreme arts. Yet, the power of Liu Wuxie’s blade clearly surpassed the Great Asura Sword Art.
Blade intent covered the sky, forming a prison that locked Duan Li in place.
Watching the projection in the Radiant Mirror, the Heavenly Dragon Sect’s sect master fell silent. With a casual wave, he dismissed the Radiant Mirror; he already knew how the fight would end.
Cracks rang out as fissures crawled across the fabric of space. People could hardly believe that Liu Wuxie had altered the order of heaven and earth with a single strike. All the laws within a ten-thousand-meter radius poured into the Heretic Blade.
“This brat…” Old Blindie said with a wry smile, turning his head, unwilling to keep watching. He had already judged that only fifth-level Origin Conversion Realm experts could withstand this strike.
Duan Li stood far below that level. He could only watch the blade descend; he could not resist at all.
With a concussive burst, Duan Li exploded into a cloud of blood, and the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron swallowed him.
After killing the experts from the Laman Astral Domain, Liu Wuxie strode toward the old man under Old Blindie’s control.
“Speak. Who else is there besides you?” Liu Wuxie asked, his voice indifferent.
A dull ache ran through him from executing the Heaven-Severing Strike, but no severe backlash followed. He had consumed nearly half his true essence, which meant he could keep fighting even after unleashing that technique.
“Liu Wuxie, kill me!” the old man shouted. He knew he would not live and had chosen a quick death.
“I’ll kill you after you answer my question,” Liu Wuxie replied. Fear flickered across the old man’s face as death loomed close.
“There’s no one else,” the old man said, hoping for a swift end without torment. Old Blindie could search his soul if he wished, so hiding anything served no purpose.
“What are the cultivations of the Sky Cloud Star and Tranquil Meteor Star’s planet lords?” Liu Wuxie asked. Since those two lords were courting death, he would not mind fulfilling their wish; he had already decided to kill them one day in the future.
“They’re both at the lower tiers of the Earth Immortal Realm,” the old man replied.
Those two planets lacked power, and people ranked them as second-rate at best because of their ordinary locations. After all, powerful planets had immortals, and even ordinary planets had experts at the Heaven Gaze Realm.
After obtaining the answers he wanted, Liu Wuxie nodded to Old Blindie. A cold gleam flashed, and the old man vanished. After they resolved the last trouble, Liu Wuxie’s heart finally calmed down.
When the four returned to Mount Dragon City, Xiao Luo went back to her residence, while Liu Wuxie and the other two returned to the courtyard.
“We might not last a month. I can feel more experts have come to Mount Dragon City, many harboring ill intentions,” Liu Wuxie said with a frown.
Old Blindie nodded. “I feel it too. Many guests are probing our strength. I might hold them down for now, but it will be troublesome if a powerhouse at the Heaven Gaze Realm comes.”
He could still maneuver against an Earth Immortal, but if a Heaven Gaze Realm expert arrived, that expert would make matters difficult and expose their identities.
“Let’s hold on for a few more days. I have to cultivate the Great Five Elemental Mythical Art,” Liu Wuxie said after a brief thought.
Word of the Primordial Elder’s arrival in Mount Dragon City had already spread, and a Heaven Gaze Realm expert would come sooner or later.
After resting for a night, they opened the courtyard to the public as usual.
At nightfall, a black figure flashed past the courtyard and entered the main hall. Liu Wuxie narrowed his eyes; the newcomer was a formidable expert.
The man released no terrifying aura and looked only at Old Blindie, dismissing Liu Wuxie entirely.
“For a guest to visit so late at night, what do you want?” Old Blindie asked, his voice cold to fit his image. If he failed to project sufficient authority, he would invite suspicion.
“Help me save someone,” the black figure said. His cultivation ran so high that Liu Wuxie could not probe it. This person was at least a high-level Earth Immortal, and it was rare to find a case even someone of that caliber could not handle, which naturally surprised Liu Wuxie.
“Save who?” Old Blindie asked.
“My wife,” the black figure replied, urgency in his tone.
“Where is she?” Old Blindie asked.
“She’s not here. I hope you can come with me,” the black figure said, grasping at any straw. Until now, guests had only requested cultivation guidance; this was the first time someone had asked Old Blindie to treat an illness.
“I won’t leave this place. You can return,” Old Blindie said, waving his hand to dismiss him. If the man wanted treatment, he would have to bring the patient over.
The black figure bristled and released a powerful aura toward Old Blindie. The instant it rolled out, Liu Wuxie’s prediction proved accurate—this person had reached the pinnacle of the Earth Immortal Realm and was already showing signs of stepping into the Heaven Gaze Realm.
Comprehending the Heaven Gaze Realm meant receiving heaven’s recognition; one more step, and he could become a true immortal.
“Senior, hold on!” Liu Wuxie interjected. If they fought now, they would expose themselves and die together. If the Earth Immortals they had guided learned that a Void Realm cultivator had guided them, they would try every means to kill them.
“What do you have to say?” the black figure asked, raising his right palm, ready to strike if the Primordial Elder refused to leave with him.
“Senior, you haven’t told us what your wife’s illness or symptoms. We need to know those so we can find a way to treat her,” Liu Wuxie said carefully, his palms sweating.
Old Blindie was nervous as well. His legs had trembled under the pressure earlier, and even his dao heart nearly shattered.
“You’ll know when you get there,” the black figure said as he pressed his palm down, intending to seize the Primordial Elder by force.
“If you insist, do as you please,” Liu Wuxie said with a shrug, no longer humoring him. “We don’t know your wife’s condition, and there’s nothing we can do even if we go. When she dies, the fault will be yours, not ours.”
Old Blindie’s heart sank. He had no idea what Liu Wuxie was trying to do by provoking the other party.
The standoff stretched as the black figure fixed his gaze on Liu Wuxie. He could tell Liu Wuxie was deliberately goading him, yet if the Primordial Elder refused to treat his wife, would that not make the Primordial Elder the cause of her death?
“You’re smart, but your cleverness is worthless to me,” the black figure sneered. He saw straight through Liu Wuxie’s ploy.
“We’re all clever people with different goals. If you help us, we’ll help you,” Liu Wuxie replied. There was no need to beat around the bush among sharp minds, and the black figure had already guessed their purpose in creating this mysterious courtyard—to swindle treasures.
When Liu Wuxie locked eyes with him, Liu Wuxie’s pupils were clear, in sharp contrast to his usually dull expression. He was disguised as a bland man in his thirties, but his eyes never concealed the truth.
Against such an expert, he had to take a different approach; a frontal clash was not the best option. Against a low-level Earth Immortal, Old Blindie could intimidate with sheer aura and instill fear.
Those who had reached the Heaven Gaze Realm had glimpsed the profundity of heaven and earth; naturally, they could see through Old Blindie’s disguise and perceive his actual cultivation.
“You’re confident. But why should I help you?” the black figure asked, his aura still rising until the surrounding spiritual arrays showed signs of collapse.
If the arrays failed, the collapse would expose all their secrets. They had relied on those formations and Old Blindie’s soul energy to fabricate the illusion that he was an Earth Immortal.
“If I’m right, your wife must be suffering from a witchcraft insect, right?” Liu Wuxie said with a faint smile.
In a blur, the black figure withdrew his palm and appeared before Liu Wuxie, seizing him and lifting him off the ground. Liu Wuxie could not resist and even stopped Old Blindie when he tried to intervene.
The man noticed this. He had not expected Liu Wuxie to be the hidden expert, with the Primordial Elder on the seat merely a puppet.
“Tell me, how did you know? One wrong word, and you all die,” the black figure demanded, murderous intent blazing in his eyes. At their level, even cultivators at the pinnacle of the Void Realm were ants; he could swat them dead with a single strike.
“Witchcraft insects dislike the scent of peachwood and pungent garlic, and both linger faintly on you. That’s how I reached this conclusion,” Liu Wuxie said, calm and composed, without a hint of anxiety.
The black figure’s eyes stayed locked on Liu Wuxie as he even considered searching his soul. It startled him that Liu Wuxie could remain steady under such oppression, let alone deduce his wife’s condition from the scent he carried.
“How much do you know about witchcraft insects?” the black figure asked. He had already concluded that Liu Wuxie ruled this courtyard, not the so-called Primordial Elder.
“I know some things about them, but not much,” Liu Wuxie replied. If he revealed everything, he would forfeit his life.
